Rocco Macauley - Protex Blue lyrics

Standin' in the bog of a West End bar Guy on the right leanin' over too far Money in my pocket gonna put it in the slot Open up the pack see what type I got I didn't want to hold you I didn't want to use you Protex, Protex blue All I wanna do It's a fab protective for that type of a girl But everybody knows that she uses it well It's the therapeutic structure I can use at will But I don't think it fit my B.D. drill (Chorus) Protex, protex blue All I wanna do Sittin' in a carriage of a Bakerloo Erotica my pocket got a packet for you Advert on the escalator on my way home I don't need no skin flicks, I want to be alone (Chorus) Johnny, Johnny